Wanna try and figure out what it means to be human with me?
When I think about beauty, about a pure expression of life, the image of crying in a car comes to my mind. Maybe it’s me or maybe it’s someone else, but it always feels raw and real.
These days, sometimes I wonder if I’m really here. I guess that’s some form of disassociating, huh?
Anyway, I get that I’m supposed to introduce myself in some sort of succinct, enticing manner. But I don’t think I’m really doing this for “you”… at least not yet.
About “me”:
- I’m a a white femme in the so-called “United States” trying to figure out wtf it means to be human & a citizen of the world.
- I’m also a practicing “person” stumbling through life. More often than not, I’m confused by how to do all of this.
Anyway, if you find my words helpful, that’s rad. Like wow, I’m beyond honored. And if not, totally cool & best of luck finding something that does ❤
Lol here are some WordPress suggestions on what to talk about next:
- Why are you blogging publicly, rather than keeping a personal journal? – Damn, WordPress, calling me straight out. I guess I’d prefer a public journal :p
- What topics do you think you’ll write about? – mild depression, anxiety over being human, lots of processing and reflecting with some cats & tarot thrown in there along with pop culture references maybe.. idk reallyyy
- Who would you love to connect with via your blog? – Gah, anyone who’s here for it. Like really here for it. Let’s grow together, y’all. Or at least make it a little bit easier by knowing we’re not alone in the struggle.
- If you blog successfully throughout the next year, what would you hope to have accomplished? – Okay, WordPress, I don’t need a 10-year plan for my blog, thanks.
Anyway, let’s be real, I may never write here again (despite spending $50+ on it), and no one may ever read this, so I’m not gonna try too hard.
becki's a practicing human 